The Office
[Male]
I don’t hate my job, but I don’t like it. It’s not what I imagined. Stuck in a dull office. Moving paper from one side of the desk to the other. The only high light for me is when you walk passed my desk. I don’t know your name, what you do here or why you use the copier across from my desk. I’ve tried to find out. Made excuses to walk all round the building looking for you, but I’ve never found you.
[Female]
I had never seen you before until that morning you held the door open for me. Those beautiful eyes that looked innocent yet a little mysterious carried by a body that looked less than thrilled to enter the building of another work day. From a distance I followed you to find your location in the office. Every day, whether I needed copies or not, I would casually walk past your desk to use that copier, though there was one 100 feet closer to my desk. I just wanted to see you in hopes that you might pay attention to me. It’s been three weeks, and I have yet to feel your eyes on me as I walk past your desk.
[Male]
And so every day I wait. I know the sound your shoes make on the hard floor and that alone is enough to stir something in me. I want to watch you as you walk all the way down the room. I want you to see me looking. To know I want you, but you’re out of my league. So I keep my head down. Sneaking a sideways glance at your feet and legs. It is only when you get level with me that I raise my head. To watch from behind as you walk. Your white shirt slightly see through, the dark shape of your bra visible underneath. Your knee length skirt tight on your ass. The split in the back revealing a glimpse of your thighs as you walk. And I want you so bad. I can’t help but stare as I watch you work at the copier. Some days you have to bend down to reload the paper. Other days you turn and lean against the machine. As it works you must be able to feel the vibrations. I wonder if it turns you on. If I’m not careful you catch me looking. I always look away quickly, but always have to look back. Always you are still looking at me smiling. I promise myself, one day I will go over there and say hi. But first I need to get this erection under control. It starts as soon as I hear you coming. It gets worse the longer you are there. Most days turning into a throbbing hard shaft in my pants that won’t subside until you are long gone.
[Female]
It’s been three weeks. Three weeks I’ve been walking to the opposite side of the entire office, solely to see you. Only once did I see you look up at me when I was standing at the copier. I smiled at you, but you looked away as if there was no interest at all.
I walk by your desk slowly so I can look at every detail possible. I can see your shoulders outlined by your shirt. Your beautiful mouth, I wonder how it would feel to kiss you. Your hands look strong but gentle. At night in the shower as I am washing my body, I imagine your hands touching me. Every part of me, slowly but deliberately. And my body responds to those beautiful thoughts. To the point that I have to touch myself between my legs to ease the ache.
Today as I walk by your desk I say hello and smile. I purposefully jam the copier so that I can ask you for help, praying that I can engage you in any conversation. Or at least to stand close to you.
I walk up to your desk and say: Excuse me. I’m Sophia. We haven’t formally met, but would you mind helping me fix the copier? I desperately need to get this work done tonight.
[Male]
But first I need to get this erection under control. It starts as soon as I hear you coming. It gets worse the longer you are there. Most days turning into a throbbing hard shaft in my pants that won’t subside until you are long gone. It looks like there is a problem with the machine. I see you bending over to look at it. Leaning right over the machine to look behind it. I imagined you like that before but with your skirt hitched up, my hands on your hips. But I better snap out of it. Shit, you’re walking over here. My heart is racing. You ask for my help. I can’t think straight as I follow over to the machine. Your hand on my shoulder as you explain the problem. I can’t help but look down your top as you lean forward. The dark lace of your bra in contrast to the flesh of your breasts. I wonder can you sense my want for you? My desire to fuck you?
[Female]
Finally I have the chance to converse with you. I was ecstatic you agreed to help me. While trying to explain the problem, I place my hand on your shoulder, you don’t move away. I’m afraid you will discover that there is nothing wrong with the copier and you will walk away.
It is very late; as far as I can tell everyone has left for the day. We are alone. Luckily the copier is in the corner. Where I am standing blocks you into the corner. After investigating for a few minutes, you apologize that you are unable to fix it. When you stand up, I kiss you. You didn’t really respond at first. Then you placed your arms around my waist, pulled me closer, and kissed me hungrily; exploring my mouth with your tongue. I could feel the result all through my body, the first wave of wetness between my legs. God, I’ve wanted this for so many weeks. Hundreds of dreams of how this would go, how you would feel. But it’s definitely much better than any dream.
I unbutton your shirt, open it so I can touch your skin. Your shoulders and abs feel tight covered by such soft skin. I can feel your hardness against me as you kiss my neck. I want you here, right now. With my fingers I trace along your tight waist just under the belt line. I want to unzip your pants, yet I want you to make the next move.
[Male]
As soon as we get to the machine I can see there is no problem. Just the paper tray pulled out slightly. I should just push it back in. You said this work was important and it’s getting late. But you look so good. You put your hand on my shoulder as you talk to me. Your touch is like an electric shock. I can no longer hear your words as you try and tell me what’s wrong with the machine. I crouch down. Pretend to look for problems. Really just hiding the bulge in my pants. Eventually I stand. Telling I can’t fix it. And that’s when you kiss me. I’m too shocked to react at first. I’ve thought about this so many times but never thought it would happen. I grab you by the waist. Kiss you hard, probing your mouth with my tongue. I can feel your body pressed against mine. Your hands on me, fumbling with buttons. Running your fingers against my chest, stomach and now my waist. Is this really happening? In the office? What if the night cleaners catch us? But if I stop now this might be it. I pull your shirt out from your skirt. Sliding my hand up underneath. Your skin feels amazing so soft. I want to just rip it open. Let the buttons pop and fall to the floor. But I don’t know you well enough. Instead I pull back a bit. Nimbly undoing the buttons. Lowering my head and kissing the soft flesh available to me above your bra line.
[Female]
You untuck my shirt; your touch feels like heaven. As you unbutton my shirt, I unzip your pants; the sound alone drives me wild. As you kiss just above my bra I feel your end of the day stubble graze me, sending chills up my spine. I unclasp my bra in the front and hear your sharp inhale. You touch my breast softly at first, and then begin to squeeze my nipples. I close my eyes from the pleasure and feel the wave of wetness between my legs.
You are kissing me again as if I am the greatest thing you have ever tasted. My heart is racing. I have never done anything like this before. I know that at any moment someone could walk around the corner. But I don’t care. I only care that you are touching me. That all of the blood in my body has been diverted to the area between my legs. I don’t want you to stop. I need you to not stop. While you kiss me I am holding your cock, gently caressing your shaft. You are so hard but skin so soft. I hear your soft moan, making me wetter with each second.
All I think about is the throbbing between my legs that only your touch can satisfy.
[Male]
I can’t believe this is happening. I’m sure it’s a dream. Any time now I’ll wake up. I feel you fumbling with my belt and zip as I unbutton your top. My cock so hard in your hands. You unclasp your bra, the first sight of your breasts taking my breath away. Gently at first and the more urgent. Stroking and squeezing the nipples. Feeling them harden to my touch. I’m kissing you again. Totally lost in you. Your taste and tongue driving me wild. I can feel your hands on my cock again. A moan escapes me. If I’m not careful I will cum in your hand right there. My hands slide down your body. One to your ass. Squeezing hard. The other sliding down your thigh, searching for the hem of your skirt. Lifting and dragging it up. With your skirt bunched around your waist my hand sneaks around and between your legs. I can feel the heat from you and your panties are soaked. I hear you moan and push yourself to me as my hand touches you through the wet fabric.
[Female]
I hold my skirt up with one hand as your fingers touch the outside of my panties. My breathing is more laboured and I can’t prevent the moans that escape me from your every touch.
Kneeling in front of me, you slowly slide my panties down. You look at me while you do this, this heat is almost unbearable. Placing my foot on your shoulder, the next thing I feel is your tongue. Barely at first, teasing all around but not touching my clit. I place my hand on the back of your head; your hair is so soft. All I can murmur is please. And then you touch me perfectly, with just the right amount of pressure. I can feel this building inside me, edging closer to the surface. Then you place two fingers inside my wet pussy. I cum almost instantly, tightening around your fingers. My legs are shaking and I feel temporarily blind.
You stand up and kiss me again, long and hard. Your cock feels even harder now as I begin stroking you again. I turn away from you and bend over the copier…
[Male]
The heat on my fingers and the sound of your moans make me want you so badly. I hook my fingers into your panties. Keeping my eyes locked on yours I drop to my knees. Slowly pulling your panties down to your ankles. As you step out of them you stand with your legs apart. My hands on your hips again now. I drop me eyes to briefly look at you before burying my face into you. That first touch of you with my tongue, the first taste making me want you even more. I can feel the heat on my face. The light covering of hair soft on my face. The wetness from you coating my face. I can feel your hands on my head pulling me into you. Hearing your moans as my tongue explores your pussy, finding your clit. I slide a hand up your inner thigh. Reaching your pussy, parting your lips. Two fingers sliding inside you. And that is all it takes. All it takes to make you cum. I feel your pussy contract on my fingers. Your juices coating my face and hand. Your hips bucking as the waves of pleasure roll over you. I feel you relax and step away from me. As I stand you turn away from me, legs spread wide you bend over the copier. My view is Devine. Your round ass and pussy aching to be fucked. Your long legs stretched wide. My cock is throbbing in anticipation. I run a hand up the back of your leg, up on to your ass and back down to your pussy. I want to fuck you but can’t resist another touch of you with my hands. You push back a little. “Please, just do it” you breathe heavily. I move close to you, my cock nudging your pussy. Teasing you, just sliding the length along the wet outer folds. But I can stand it no longer. Slowly with one long movement I slide my cock into you. You moan loudly as I fill you, stretching you. You push back hard wanting more. I grab your hips, digging my nails into you, pulling you onto me. Holding you there. Not wanting to let the moment end.
[Female]
My god, you run your hand up my leg, teasing me. I am to the point of begging. Begging to have you inside me. When you finally give in, it feels better than I ever imagined. Feeling your grip on my hips, pushing deeper inside me. I push against the copier because I can’t get enough. I feel it rising to the surface; this time more intense than before. I feel your hand on my shoulder to hold me where you want me. I don’t want this moment to end, but I can’t last much longer.
[Male]
I place a hand on your shoulder. I need to limit your movements. If I don’t it will all be over. I keep my movements small. Hardly moving inside you. But it is enough to make you moan reaching a hand back to grab me and try to pull me even closer. I reach a hand round to find your clit. Your swollen lips pushed apart by my cock. My thrusts a bit longer now but still slow. Still holding out. Desperately trying to make it last. Your head comes back and your body tenses as I feel your pussy contract on my cock. You’re cumming again, harder and louder than before.
[Female]
You barely move but you feel so good. Holding me in place exactly where you want me. I am in awe that after weeks of you not acknowledging me, your confidence, your deliberate movements. Your desire for me only excites me more.
When you reach to touch my clit as you are pushing inside me, I lose it. I can’t prevent cumming at this point. I spasm around you. My legs are shaking; I’m trying to catch my breath. I turn to face you. I have your hard cock in my hand while I taste me in your mouth as I kiss you.
I kneel down in front of you, sliding your cock in my warm wet mouth. Gently sucking the tip then taking in more. My hand is in rhythm with my mouth. Sucking a little harder I feel the saliva run down my chin. I look up at you, your face. The pleasure I am giving you. I’ve wanted this so badly. To feel you in my mouth, to watch your face. The control I have to make you continue or have you explode in my mouth. I feel your hand on the back of my head and feel my clit swelling again. My hand releases your shaft. I want you to control this now, the speed, the depth.
[Male]
You turn to face me. Your cheeks flushed. Your breath coming in short heavy gasps. I can feel your hands on my cock as you kiss me. Your fingers feeling every ridge, every bump, every vein. And then you drop to your knees. Your eyes still locked on mine. I watch as you open your mouth. Your lips closing around the head. Your hand guiding me in. Sucking in a little more with each stroke. I want to cum. To fill your mouth. But you are in control. I run a hand through your hair. Feeling the movements of your head as I do. Your hand drops from my shaft. Down to your pussy. Working your aching clit. I’m guiding you now. Holding your head. Fucking your mouth. Your moans are muffled by my cock. My orgasm is building. I can feel my legs weakening. My heart racing and my breathing heavy. I have wanted this for so long. Dreamed about this. Fantasized about this for so long now. But the reality is so much better. I can feel cum flooding out of me long before I actually cum. I wonder how much you can take. How much you can swallow. And then it hits me. A wave of pure pleasure. My head spinning. My eyes blurring. My cock pulsing in your mouth. My cum hitting your throat. My hands holding you there until the feeling subsides. My cock still. I feel you swallow. I release your head. Still watching my face you rise. Licking your lips.
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